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Every seven days comes a Saturday night
The girls go out to play
They put their dresses on too tight
Go out to give their love away
The smiles pasted on their faces
They store away the good
Unbuttoning their daytime minds
To go further than they should
But all too soon the sun comes up
And the girls wash off the night
Going home to see their moms and dads
All dressed up in white
Every seven days comes a Saturday night
The guys go on the make
To find how little they have to give
For as much as they can take
Polishing up their most effective lines
Promising things they'll never keep
Coaxing girls with hungry smiles
Trying not to get too deep
And all too soon the sun comes up
And the guys turn off the fun
Discussing how the world's gone wrong
And how something must be done
Saturday night, Saturday night
Saturday night, Saturday night
Saturday night, Saturday night